Snow casually strolls by on a scooter. Not an electric one, just a simple metal scooter. She had let her hair grow out more, so now it kind of blew in the breeze. It wasn't too long, around a foot or so. It was a pale white, like her fur. She was wearing a bright red hoodie and grey sweatpants that were cut off from the middle of her thigh. She was barefoot, her feet more or less made to handle the ground.